as brought out and examined. The wealth of gold and
silver was amazing. Blakely could hardly believe the testimony of his
eyes.

"Your ship, the _Adventurer_, is floating around in pieces on the
Pacific, but I imagine there is enough here to compensate you for the
loss of the vessel," remarked John, as he noticed Blakely's wondering
look.

"How can we ever get all this stuff on the wagon?" asked Tom. "The boxes
are all falling to pieces."

"The Krishnos have plenty of copper vessels, as well as others, which
they have gathered up from the wrecks on the coast. You know the best of
everything goes to them, and the chiefs are not strong enough really to
prevent them on account of the superstitious fears they inculcate."

True enough, the eastern wing had a hoard of vessels, some of them of
the greatest value, which were arranged about the chests of treasure,
and the work of filling the receptacles was industriously undertaken.
This occupied them for fully three hours, and the greater task of
carrying them to the wagon was begun.

When they emerged from the cave at four in the morning they were tired
beyond all description, but they had a mass of treasure, that did not
pale in comparison with the amount taken out of the caverns near the
Cataract.

In the morning the Tuolos were selected, and the chief invited to enter
the wagon. John went to the large hut, and released the Krishnos. They
were unbound, and directed to follow the marching column, surprised at
being free from the captive bonds. They could not understand such
treatment, and this was heightened when John ordered the aged Krishno,
who walked with difficulty, to take a place in the wagon.

The natives saw the warriors and their chief depart, not as prisoners,
since all had their weapons, but conducted in state, if the appearance
of the chief in the vehicle was an indication of the proceeding.

Two days thereafter the cavalcade approached the village, and the chief
strained his eyes, as he peered at the multitude about him, and saw a
village of a most remarkable character, where two moons before was a
virgin tract of land.

The venerable appearance of the Professor attracted him. He was startled
at the sight of Suros, and then, glancing about, he recognized Oma of
the Brabos, Uraso of the Osagas, and lastly, Tastoa, chief of the
Kurabus, lately his ally.

The Professor welcomed him with outstretched hand. "You are wondering at
the sight of your late en